Nina's mouth gaped at the blood on his clothing. When she'd shown up, Matthias didn't have any wounds. What happened? All questions she planned on asking in a moment.
But first, she looked up in Matthias's face, which warmed at the touch. His nickname for her pulled a smile onto her face, even while her eyes still looked concerned about the blood.
In Fjerdan, Nina whispered, "I'm here." She paused, hands tracing the blood on his shirt. "What happened? Why are you wearing bloody clothes?"